Last week I saw two things in my gym that made me appreciate the diversity of America. At the dumbell rack, a skinny-fat guy in a black tank top and shorts chalked up his hands to do bent over rear delt raises…with seven pound plastic dumbells. I shook my head in wonder and walked over to the squat rack.
There I found one of our dedicated regulars. This guy is about 300 pounds, admittedly with a big gut, but he never claims to be a bodybuilder and is happy with the way he looks. As I approached, he had a bar loaded, on the floor, with 405. I thought to myself "Warming up for deads, huh?". Then I watched him approach the bar, bend over, and proceeded to bang out 10, that's 10, perfect, beautiful, barbell rows. Unreal.